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―「hualian ✗ lovely (remixed by me)」
❝ even if it takes days or a hundred years❞
The poet exists in fragments, so does the poetry.
Jenny Holzer, Black Book Posters, 1979
you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that other people have always felt this way
i think i was in a much happier place, less monotonous when i used to watch a film every day. the beginning days of this year were much better than whatever this is. so tomorrow, i want to watch a film.
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of our feelings,
They are dead
And they are gone
— Youth by Daughter
Sea, swallow me
And suddenly,
It's about surviving and not living
And suddenly,
Its about proving and not being joyous
Sea, swallow me
I say that I would change
I keep doing the same mistakes
Caught up in the same misery
The same vicious cycle that I studied
Sea, swallow me
Mom often mentioned that I let negatives stick longer
I don't have any justifications, I don't have an armor
I think they're pretty,
Just pretty, pretty broken pieces wishing to be loved in fragments
Somehow, anyhow
And I collect them like parts of treasures,
And I leave behind the key, after all,
I leave behind the joys by your shore,
The joy, in the form of Sea shells, in the form of salt that's in your water
Sea, swallow me
You engulf so much
So why don't you engulf me in a hug
Because I deemed the salt of your nature as joy
So why won't you stick with me longer?
Sea, swallow me
If I point out anyone, I see my face in their places,
And what would you call it?
Would you say it's self-pity?
Or would you judge that it's self-blame?
Don't ask me where is the happier option amidst this
It's with you, in every form, so please
Sea, swallow me
But how can you stay as a child
In a society that confuses silence as naivety
They seem to brim with exuberance when they confide in you
You're silent, after all
But you're the mature one, alleviating their pain,
Something that I wished to do desperately
Sea, swallow me
Maybe then, I would know the joy you carry in you
Maybe then, I won't be so obsessed over words
Maybe then, I will finally realize that not every moment needs description
Then, I would realize that I'm in reality, and not in my head
Sea, swallow me
I'm tired of people gossiping behind their backs,
They say I'm taking everything to heart,
You know how it feels?
Those words, seem like you, somehow
They cascade over my feet in soothing waves, when it's joy
And they flood me, flood my head, take away my breath, when it's unfair
But you get to scream at the world,
You destroy the places when you're triggered
I can't let that happen,
I can only keep it locked in my head,
And the only way to not to drown in them,
Are words
Sea, swallow me
So you would understand the agony that I carry, the tears that I shed
I wish you'd take my pain as yours,
And punish this society, never through the flood, never through those same words
But with silence
The kind that's unsettling
Sea, swallow me
This world doesn't deserve my cruelty
Take me in, and spare this society,
Who am I to say that?
You're nature, I'm nothing
Sea, swallow me
But leave behind my parts that are supposed to be stuck with my dear ones
The dead passion, no more bleeding,
Maybe cradle it close with sympathy
I won't expect empathy, I won't expect it from anyone
Sea, swallow me
I've grown accustomed to hear the disappointments and expectations of my dad
I always used to think I loved him deeply, than anything,
than any sea,
any universe
There,
You get it right?
That biting pain of being compared to something celestial
I was told to reach beyond the sky
Aren't you jealous?
That they forget your beauty?
I was envious, of everything, of everyone
I wasn't certainly pretty like you
But I had a depth like you
Sea, swallow me
At the end, I know it's insincere to be so indifferent
I was scared of it
Becoming someone with no values
But I find myself feeling nothing often, like a void
As if I'm a cold person.
You know coldness, don't you?
Yet, you're a bliss to everyone
Sea, swallow me
You have a shore to pour out all your thoughts,
And you take some part of it with you, and it let's you,
The beach sand always yielding, like a longing lover
And you keep leaving kisses, you keep coming back,
Either it's a wave with more or less intensity,
You come back
But I feel like I don't even have a shore to confide in,
So if I have to come back,
Where exactly will I go?
Sea, swallow me
You're always accompanied by the sun or the moon
We all are
But the sun seems extra beautiful rising above you
The moon always seems dreamy above you
Do you ever feel lonely?
That despite having it all,
You can't really reach out to touch them
No matter how enormous your waves are,
You don't get to cradle them close
That's tragic, huh?
Having someone seemingly close but they're actually..so far away
Sea, swallow me
How can you take everything in?
All the litter that people throw at you,
Some literal,
Some through words filled with pain
How do you let them vent,
And stay calm?
How do you keep saying it's okay,
Crawling over their feet, surprising them with spikes in your waves
You know to make them laugh,
You let them yell
And you comfort, somehow, anyhow
I couldn't be a person like that
I couldn't be useful like that
Sea, swallow me
I'm sorry I don't visit you often
You seem ethereal
You encompass everything and it's breathtaking
And I wish to say
That it wasn't your fault when you couldn't save those who drowned in you
They didn't deserve it
And you didn't either
To carry that guilt
Sea, swallow me
I see you as everything
Someone who could make me happy
A place that would bring back too many memories,
A person who's close to being my lover
Sea, swallow me
You're everything that I can not describe in this life, in any life,
You exist with me, without me
You carry so much
So much
Sea, swallow me
I'll finally be eternal with you.
Heyyy sis
This is Ami from different account
Remember me? :>
How are you <3
hey bon! what happened to your other account? how are you? and, of course i remember you, silly, why did you think i wouldn't!
It’s not you I’ve lost, but the world.
a kind of loss (Ingeborg Bachmann), variations on the word love (Margaret Atwood), i am the brother of xx (Fleur Jaeggy), don’t go far off, not even for a day (Pablo Neruda), recreation (Audre Lorde), wuthering heights (Emily Brontë), i carry your heart with me (e. e. cummings)
"First Love", Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
Czeslaw Milosz, from "Ars Poetica?"
Strange Weather in Tokyo, Hiromi Kawakami
'tapestry'
monotype prints with oil paint and pastel.
Kelly Pringle
Lovely to see we have spaces where you can gain access to so much literature!
Environment Exploration by sathish kumar